Worry an alien, its ship further from far
Melodies of heart captioning the lips
Jasmines breath honey inbetween sips
Seven stars and the accompanying one
Guide the polestar letting sagas spun
A small story or two from miles across
Absent sense, taking logic for a toss
But those were times when innocence ruled
Beneath the big dipper, naive hearts pooled
Called it a spoon and held its soup hostage
Performed like none would, the smiles their stage
Dreams were voice of reason, the sky they owned
Beneath the big dipper, small memories spawned
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